STRESSED OUT FOR FINALS WEEKEND!!!
Apr. 28th, 2006 11:49 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tabular_rasaBusy, busy, busy week . . .
I had a Political Theory examination yesterday, and my final (of the three-- and I am taking the final, too, at the final time, because I want to drop one of the three, which the final exactly replaces) Psychology examination/final/test is today in about two hours (I have Writing I before, but, well, I spent four or five hours STUDYING LIKE CRAZY for this thing-- because, well, I like this subject-- social psychology and personality and mental disorders and treatment-- and, well, because I feel like I need to-- and I'm glad I did, because Lisa, Miss Pass-Fail, said it was crazy-hard like whoa). I had Orchestra (foever!) on Wednesday, and Monday and Tuesday were spent working on my Philosophy paper (so pissed-- as it was Pass/Fail for me, I wanted to just turn in the fucking paper, but, no, he arranged it so that all the papers we were going to turn in were our rough drafts, and we were going to peer edit them in class, and then edit them and turn them in again the next day . . . grrrrr . . . ), my Style Portfolio (another grrrrr . . . I thought we only had to do two exercises, so I did one that was worth about five and a half-- five pages long, and very, very in-depth, and I spent about five hours on it . . . but, no, it turned out we had to do exactly three, and so I was very, very pissed . . . ), and my Research Paper, and such as that . . .
Then, this weekend, I have to finish up my Research Paper (move the grade up for it from a B to an A-- it was an A on the rough draft, but "predicted to be a B" for the final draft), and finish up the rest of my Style Portfolio, and then start studying for my various things over final week. Oh, and I have a Japanese Final Oral Examination, which I am probably going to fuck up quite badly . . .
On top of that, tonight I have an Improv show (opening for Michael Ian Black, performing on campus) tonight-- which I don't know any of the details about, so I am rather panicky, particularly considering that all the organized people (Peter, Rick, Laura, even Stewart or Danny; they're organized) that usually call me about these things are off in Chicago-- and then tomorrow I have to do laundry and write my entire Research Paper (well, revise it, actually . . . ), and then be done relatively early in time for Ben Folds WILD which I really don't want to miss (even though it is supposed to rain!), and then, our floor is having a big sleepover thing in the common room, and then I have to wake up relatively early (particularly if I want to get any work done!) and prepare for our Orchestra concert-- dress rehearsal at one-- and then perform for that concert at 3:00 in Graham Chapel (yeah, come see it!), and then go on to a Japanese Final End-of-the-Year Party at 4:30 and chill until about 6:00/6:30 and do some crazy shit with the Japanese crowd, lol . . . and then I have to study for my Japanese Final Oral Examination that night . . . whoosh . . .
Sad thing: Michael is in town, but I really don't know if I even have time to see him-- and his schedule is just as busy as mine, so, if I do find time, I am doubtful he will be able to match up with his time. He called me last night, and said it was his really only free night, but I was studying for Psychology and I really just couldn't do that then. The rest of this weekend does not look any better. This is quite a ridiculously busy weekend. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FINALS!!!!!!!!!!!!
FUCK I JUST BIT MY TONGUE ABOUT HALFWAY THROUGH THE THING AND HOLY FUCKING SHIT I THINK I JUST BIT THE DAMN THING OFF FUCK THIS ALL TO HOLY FUCKING HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT MADE A FUCKING RIPPING NOISE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I need some ice. Excuse me . . .
(I really need to not chew gum-- particularly hard, Extra gum-- when I am stressed out; I chomp down really hard on it . . . and then I miss O.o . . . )
I had a Political Theory examination yesterday, and my final (of the three-- and I am taking the final, too, at the final time, because I want to drop one of the three, which the final exactly replaces) Psychology examination/final/test is today in about two hours (I have Writing I before, but, well, I spent four or five hours STUDYING LIKE CRAZY for this thing-- because, well, I like this subject-- social psychology and personality and mental disorders and treatment-- and, well, because I feel like I need to-- and I'm glad I did, because Lisa, Miss Pass-Fail, said it was crazy-hard like whoa). I had Orchestra (foever!) on Wednesday, and Monday and Tuesday were spent working on my Philosophy paper (so pissed-- as it was Pass/Fail for me, I wanted to just turn in the fucking paper, but, no, he arranged it so that all the papers we were going to turn in were our rough drafts, and we were going to peer edit them in class, and then edit them and turn them in again the next day . . . grrrrr . . . ), my Style Portfolio (another grrrrr . . . I thought we only had to do two exercises, so I did one that was worth about five and a half-- five pages long, and very, very in-depth, and I spent about five hours on it . . . but, no, it turned out we had to do exactly three, and so I was very, very pissed . . . ), and my Research Paper, and such as that . . .
Then, this weekend, I have to finish up my Research Paper (move the grade up for it from a B to an A-- it was an A on the rough draft, but "predicted to be a B" for the final draft), and finish up the rest of my Style Portfolio, and then start studying for my various things over final week. Oh, and I have a Japanese Final Oral Examination, which I am probably going to fuck up quite badly . . .
On top of that, tonight I have an Improv show (opening for Michael Ian Black, performing on campus) tonight-- which I don't know any of the details about, so I am rather panicky, particularly considering that all the organized people (Peter, Rick, Laura, even Stewart or Danny; they're organized) that usually call me about these things are off in Chicago-- and then tomorrow I have to do laundry and write my entire Research Paper (well, revise it, actually . . . ), and then be done relatively early in time for Ben Folds WILD which I really don't want to miss (even though it is supposed to rain!), and then, our floor is having a big sleepover thing in the common room, and then I have to wake up relatively early (particularly if I want to get any work done!) and prepare for our Orchestra concert-- dress rehearsal at one-- and then perform for that concert at 3:00 in Graham Chapel (yeah, come see it!), and then go on to a Japanese Final End-of-the-Year Party at 4:30 and chill until about 6:00/6:30 and do some crazy shit with the Japanese crowd, lol . . . and then I have to study for my Japanese Final Oral Examination that night . . . whoosh . . .
Sad thing: Michael is in town, but I really don't know if I even have time to see him-- and his schedule is just as busy as mine, so, if I do find time, I am doubtful he will be able to match up with his time. He called me last night, and said it was his really only free night, but I was studying for Psychology and I really just couldn't do that then. The rest of this weekend does not look any better. This is quite a ridiculously busy weekend. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FINALS!!!!!!!!!!!!
FUCK I JUST BIT MY TONGUE ABOUT HALFWAY THROUGH THE THING AND HOLY FUCKING SHIT I THINK I JUST BIT THE DAMN THING OFF FUCK THIS ALL TO HOLY FUCKING HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT MADE A FUCKING RIPPING NOISE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I need some ice. Excuse me . . .
(I really need to not chew gum-- particularly hard, Extra gum-- when I am stressed out; I chomp down really hard on it . . . and then I miss O.o . . . )
